Autumn leaves fall from the trees, dancing their way to the ground on the breeze. Fiery colours line the avenues and streets, dappling the low sun as the horizon it meets. Summer fades, gradually holding on to the sun's last heat, like it's dying and struggling for its last heartbeat. Children run and jump and … Continue reading The Fall
When you hear that mother cry, would you stop and find out why? Or would you just walk on by? When that man in the doorway is high, would you bother or carry on by? When that man needs food for the day and has nowhere but the street to lay, would you stay and pass the time of day? Would you turn the other way?
Tiny river trickling along the narrow channel, meandering along like a lazy camel. Twisting and turning down the mountainside looking for a path to take, somewhere to hide. Slipping silently over moss-covered rock, gathering momentum picking up the pace reaching out to fill the cavernous space. Smoothing the rock face as it starts to race … Continue reading Tiny River
Cold as ice, no fun no vice. Locked in your mind-set, stiffened, rigid. No give no play not tempted to stray. Comfortable land of certainty, no joy, no glee. Tunnel vision, ahead you see, bypass emotion the attraction of the ocean. No emotion, icy steel, always on an even keel. Wounds fester, never heal, underneath … Continue reading Cold as Ice